Melancholy Sees The Worst Of Things, Things

Galileo Called Doubt The Father Of Invention; It Is Certainly The Pioneer.

The Greatest Events Of An Age Are Its Best Thoughts. Thought Finds Its Way Into Action.

At The Best, Sarcasms, Bitter Irony, Scathing Wit, Are A Sort Of Swordplay Of The Mind. You Pink Your Adversary, And He Is Forthwith Dead; And Then You Deserve To Be Hung For It.

Excellence In Art Is Largely The Result Of Attention To Minutiae, And--prayer.

The Activity Of The Young Is Like That Of Railcars In Motion--they Tear Along With Noise And Turmoil, And Leave Peace Behind Them. The Quietest Nooks, Invaded By Them, Lose Their Quietude As They Pass, And Recover It Only On Their Departure.